Consciousness

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic


A poem about : reaching a state of awareness or realization of this false matrix we live in .


I was smoking a cigarette and slowing dancing with DEATH. I saw a tranquil bird with orange eyes. peacefully flying, it made me realize; WHAT IF when we open our eyes, we become truly blind? WHAT IF the government never stops preaching lies? WHAT IF the blue doesn't really exist within sky? all these questions, WHAT IF I'm sadly losing my mind? all these illusions, WHAT IF birds don't really fly in the sky? all these drug pollutions, WHAT IF weed doesn't really make you high? oh my. WHAT IF humans don't really die? maybe it's all instilled within minds. goodbye. sadly, the END HAS ARRIVED.


Submitted: September 04, 2017

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